Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Heads (Remix) *

Yo, Mona Lisa, I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I mind takin'
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse, Fugee around the way

Yo, hey, head
Yo,
Whatchu got
Hah, I got some of lyrical

Well, I'm a Libra
Well, I'm a y'all

You wanna battle swing I bring commandin' men I was king
In all your dreams I write the horror flick of King
Cling to false also papers say ock
I got tired of the fat lady so I to my own opera

Balang, balang, balang to de man de rock I love thee
If you live by the sword you be die by the gun
'Cuz all guys tell lies and girls commits it
I was to Code Red, but now I'm chillin' with 'A Few Good Men'

on the kid from the capitol
I never play the opera but now I'm a General Hospital
Condition critical, over who's the physical
So if I die, me at the funeral

I'll fly away, ohh, glory a mic in my hand
To a land only God knows me
And the write raps on holy paper
I said, I'm lookin' for Jesus, he said take the
One flight up, is you'll be there
My be there, my mother'd be there

So, Mona Lisa, I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I mind taking
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse, Fugee around de way

I don't puff so I got my breath
Never had to with a bullet proof vest
They call me cock but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear curls 'cuz I'm nah from the West

No disrespect to the West, true
I rock it to the East, the East is the
To see that days back, yo sheepskins and Hot Tracks
Peace to Mr. Magic, things are tragic

Now we on new stuff, I never feared the Ku Kluk
My own clan is actin' up, I it on the Phillie blunt
gonna do, kids are actin' ooohhh
Hill is gettin' fed up, yo the coporate at?

A Three Piece Suit
Check the square roots, Girbauds and boots
Nah, that's the serpents and know garment tips
I got a head full of problems and a hand full of nappy
I a Jones' comin' down, yo I

I got the slang to the chitty, bang, bang
A, rid, dang, de, dang, the head bang
No I, got hte slang to the chitty, bang, bang
A, rid, dang, de, dang, the nappy heads

Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse, comin' round de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Nappy in the zone and we're not goin' home

Hey, yo a is a battle but a battle's not a battle
if it's snake doesn't
'Cuz my style's as old as a
As slick as a new Nile, as new as a new

So come follow me to the of Abraham
This land's your land, this land's my
The blacker the black man, the better the man
Yo, some nappy heads need to check they for red

I, feel injection, put the to your skin reality's
You maintain to put a in pain you used to diss me
"Oh you wanna with old Eddie Kane?"
Ain't wrong, snap your head to the song

Word is bond, you get wrong, have you sing like Louis Armstrong
And I say to myself, what a world
But what the hell was so wonderful cotton in the farm
Mr. Man

The harder they come, the harder fall, so come one come all
Don't or I'ma stick you like a voodoo doll
Doors locked stop drawer for the count who
You on a kid from the boondocks

Out of Motorville land of the ill
Bellsburg Viking so you know I'm top Phil
Some say who comin' like the yuma but the rumor
'Cuz I've rockin' ever since eighty two
When I to rock my Pumas

Yes, yes, y'all, I'm a Libra y'all
Yes, yes, yes, well I'm a y'all
Yes, yes, y'all, I'm a Libra y'all
Oh, co'mon, well I'm a y'all

Yo Mona Lisa, could I get a date on
And if you're busy, I wouldn't taking
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de posse Fugee around de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Nappy heads in the and we're not goin' home!

Mona Lisa, could I get a date on
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind
Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Round up de Fugee comin' around de way
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Nappy heads in the and we're not goin' home

I wear my at night
To spy on my girlfriend, right
They dancin', romancin', freakin' at
Yes, yes, yes, a yes, yes,

I wear my at night
To spy on my girlfriend, right
They dancin', romancin', at night
Say, Mona could I get a date on Friday